Poetry

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Single aim of right intent
   no waning heart is found here. 
Toward the light it is bent,
   that light is its source of cheer. 
Keeping in check the things of darkness 
   and not bog down in their woes. 
It hates those things tempting regress
   in the light knows where it goes.
The subject of its focus is a simple one:
   the One true God with His heart.
Its single Model is God's Son
   by the grace that They impart.
Such is this joy so singular,
   so simple that it can't be wrong.   
Its one life is simply pure,
   seeming like a loving song.

© 2-7-10     
    

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